Beyond the Edge of Ecstacy (Beyond the Edge Series Book 5) by Ellie Danes & Katie Kyler

Author:Ellie Danes & Katie Kyler [Danes, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: billionaire romance
Publisher: Ellie Danes
Published: 2017-09-01T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Nathan

"Here ya go, folks. Two short stack platters. Be back in a second with a fresh pot of coffee." The waitress spun away and navigated the crowded diner with a quick step.

"These look great, is this what you had in mind?" I asked Bree.

She jumped at the question and her eyes came back from faraway and focused on the table. "Oh, our pancakes. These look great."

I handed her the tray of syrups. "How is it that something so simple can taste so good?"

Bree drizzled a little syrup on her pancakes, pressed her fork into the stack, and then froze.

The waitress swung over to our table and brandished a fresh pot of coffee. "Who wants some?"

Bree didn't move so I pointed to both our glasses. "Thanks."

Bree didn't move as the older waitress walked away. Then she put her fork back down and said, "She reminds me of Janice. I'm going to give her a call. She must be worried sick."

I caught Bree's hand before she could leave our table but I didn't have to say anything. The realization had already knocked Bree back in her seat.

"I can't call her. I'm dead," Bree whispered.

"Drink a little more coffee, it'll help." I spread out the stack of brochures we'd grabbed from the motel lobby. "And help me decide, is the world's biggest kite worth a ten-mile detour?"

Bree faked a smile and sipped at her coffee. "There's also the bust of Teddy Roosevelt carved completely out of butter. It's a few miles south of here."

I took a huge bite of my pancakes to buy a minute. Bree was in no state to discuss heading to El Paso. She refused to cry but I could see the extra shine of tears in her eyes. I needed to give her time to grieve over her old life.

"She'll recognize me, you know. Even if we don't get back to Topeka for another decade, Janice would still recognize me. She's got a thing about remembering faces," Bree said.

"Honey, I'm sorry," I said.

She faked a smile and picked up her fork with a resolute sigh. "How can you put strawberry syrup on pancakes? That's diner sacrilege."

We ate our pancakes and sifted through the stack of roadside attractions. If Bree noticed that I pulled out the ones that were south of us, she didn't say anything.

Then a headline from the TV over Bree's head drifted down to me. I had purposefully sat her where she couldn't see the screen. I didn't want her scouring the news and stressing out. That's why it was me, not her, who asked the passing waitress to turn up the volume.

"What is it?" Bree joined me on my side of the booth.

"Maybe nothing." The news show had just gone to commercial. "I just thought I heard something about Springer, New Mexico."

Bree pulled her plate over and refused to take her eyes off the TV screen. The show came back on and led viewers through an easy new recipe before they got back to the headlines.

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